The Look of Love

Poor Dylan is not on top form. Still scratching and biting. When he went to the vet yesterday, he was extremely frightened, jumping up on wifey in the waiting room and then totally recoiling from the vet. We think something happened when he was last left there, but not quite sure what. Ususally dogs live in he moment. But something really stayed with him, so I don't think we will be taking him back there again.

Anyway, tomorrow he has a rendez-vous with a dermatoligist in Lausaanne. So hopefully we will get to the root of the problem.

Here's Dylan looking at Lizzie and here's the song that you probably weren't thinking of.